Walking through a cornfield,

Aiming randomly

At my way out.

Swimming in a creek,

Lost in the current,

Not knowing which way is up.

Look inside myself,

To see the way.

Love is calling me,

God is speaking my name.

Twist and turn,

Through weeds and withered limbs,

Wildflowers and grass.

There is an answer.

Just keep breathing,

Keep looking,

Keep going.


Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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